Bart: Hello, there, fellow Shelbyvillians.
Martin2: Wait a minute. If you're from Shelbyville, how come we've
never seen you at school?
Bart: I don't go to school.
Nelson2: OK. What's two plus two?
Bart: Five.
Nelson2: Oh. Story checks out.
-- Bart, diabolical, "Lemon of Troy"
Martin2: Wait a minute. If you're from Shelbyville, how come we've
never seen you at school?
Bart: I don't go to school.
Nelson2: OK. What's two plus two?
Bart: Five.
Nelson2: Oh. Story checks out.
-- Bart, diabolical, "Lemon of Troy"
Related:
- Marge: The national grammar rodeo? I wish I were going.
Oh, wait, wait; I wish I _was_ going. Is that... - Bart: [into walkie talkie] Milhouse...Milhouse!
_Now_ what do I do?
[pounding on outside door gets louder] I got... - Skinner: Bart, I'm impressed with what you did in there.
You testified for the Quimby boy even though... - Bart: The lemon tree's gone!
Martin: And the tracks appear to lead into Shelbyville.
Database: Oh look, a clue. A candy bar wrapper. Milhouse... - Ned: OK, folks, look: I called the police captain in Shelbyville.
He says he hasn't seen our kids, but if they show up... - Bart: Here we go. Kwyjibo. [places his tiles] K-W-Y-J-I-B-O.
Twenty-two points, plus triple-word-score, plus fifty... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Martin: Aw, a car impound lot: the impenetrable fortress of suburbia!
Milhouse: We'll never get the tree back now. Bart... - Milhouse: What are they saying?
Bart: I'm not sure.
Milhouse: I thought you said you could read lips. ...
